The ostrich kept her head, buried deep within the sand Whilst out on the horizon, grew a blight upon the land A storm was brewing steadily, a darkness in the air The ostrich felt its presence, but she never looked up there Her hole was nice and cosy, her world in there cocooned She buried … Continue reading Plucky Young Chick
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Journaling for my future self
Journaling can be very therapeutic, but it turns out it’s even more useful when you have a shocking memory. I found an old paper and pen journal which my daughter bought me a couple of years ago. I’d almost entirely forgotten about it, but reading back through the entries has been eye opening. Up until … Continue reading Journaling for my future self
Van Life: I don’t have the hair for it
My obsession begins… Pre-pandemic our family holidays would often involve a long-haul flight and an Airbnb with a pool. If you mentioned camping, I’d likely break out in a cold sweat as I flashed back to sodden and midge-bitten childhood camping holidays. But like many people over the past year, the desire to get away … Continue reading Van Life: I don’t have the hair for it
Pay Attention to the Universe: Part Two
In my post Pay Attention to the Universe, I was reminded of the joy that life has to offer, if only I can escape from my own head and into the present moment long enough to see it. Last week I sat in my office (on my bed), trying to tune out the noise of … Continue reading Pay Attention to the Universe: Part Two
My Mantra
From birth to middle years My legs so long and limber Striding ahead, past all my goals No barriers to hinder Agile, fast, the path so clear No standing still, no time to fear Bounding here and bounding there Enjoying the race, I am the hare But time went by and I veered off … Continue reading My Mantra
Rae Cod’s Writing 